SEB
“Baby, where are you? Thought you’re coming?”
ABBYThey all look shocked to see me as if I just catch them in a compromising position.“What sho
ABBY“We’re almost there. I don’t have a jacket to offer.”
ABBYDrew kissed me! My best friend kissed me. I try to break from him, from the kiss, but he grips my hair and my arm, and he kisses me so strong with full rage that I can taste blood in my mouth. The kiss doesn’t give tingles—it isn’t right. I cup his face and push him away, but he’s just so strong, and I need to breathe, bu
ABBYI wish I have Sebastian to hug me right now and tell me that everything will okay. I need to be strong and survive for my husband, dad, and my new friends. I remember the people I love when they’re not with me. I guess this is part of being human, you will realize how much they mean to you when you’re losing your chances to be with them.
SEBThey have to drag me out of Night Stalker. I don’t want to go until I find my wife. She can be just cooling off somewhere in that premises. She can’t go anywhere. She doesn&rs
SEB“Cops are on their way to the location,” Lincoln informs me after I tell him the address of the land title.It’s twelve miles from my house. Lincoln and I
ABBYI feel like I’ve been in a trainwreck—every inch hurts. My right hand is heavy with something warm. I remember being rescued by cops, and I heard my husband calling me. I also remember being in the hospital, the doctors and nurses were checking me up, then they injected me something for pain, then I fall asleep.
SEBMom has been busy redecorating my penthouse to make very welcoming and homie for Abby. Mom called my place once Sebastian-like—masculine but luxurious. Since I’m already married, and Abby will stay with me, my penthouse should transform into a combination of Abby and me.
ABBYThirteen months later…I walk through the crowd to search for my family. Today is m
SEBAfter sending a group message to everyone that I’m going to be a dad, I get inside Abby’s room. She’s still sleeping. The doctor advised rest for the night. It’s confirmed that Abby is indeed eight weeks pregnant.
SEBJesus, please, don’t let me think that. I check her phone while she’s sleeping, but I don’t find anything, or maybe I’m just overthinking, and she’s pressured with moving in and her college. I check
SEBIt’s almost dinner when we arrive at the beach house. I show her the rest of the house, and the last one I take her to is the second-floor terrace.“Oh
ABBYI wake up earlier than usual. Seb is already in his gym. After kissing me good night last night, he didn’t bother me anymore. I still slept in his arms, though. I want to make love with him, but he still thinks that I have my period. I feel so guilty for lying and for not letting him make love to me. That was the first night that we just end up sleeping without h
ABBYThree weeks later…“So when is the big day?” Becca asks while licking her ice cream from the spoon.
SEBMom has been busy redecorating my penthouse to make very welcoming and homie for Abby. Mom called my place once Sebastian-like—masculine but luxurious. Since I’m already married, and Abby will stay with me, my penthouse should transform into a combination of Abby and me.
ABBYI feel like I’ve been in a trainwreck—every inch hurts. My right hand is heavy with something warm. I remember being rescued by cops, and I heard my husband calling me. I also remember being in the hospital, the doctors and nurses were checking me up, then they injected me something for pain, then I fall asleep.
SEB“Cops are on their way to the location,” Lincoln informs me after I tell him the address of the land title.It’s twelve miles from my house. Lincoln and I